WILLIAM S. GARRETT, LT, USN

William Garrett '18

Lucky Bag

WILLIAM STURLENG GARRETT

Klamath Falls, Oregon

"Greek" "Orsatt Muencke"

YES, this our noble Greek, our Garrett! Why do we call him Greek? Oh, that is an easy question. It is because of his splendid physique, which indeed approaches the old Grecian ideals of manhood we so often see undraped in the marble. Why do we call him Orsatt? Well, that is a harder one. We could tell you easily enough, but we won't. However, if you really wish to know, just ask the Snapper.

The Greek is a tip-top athlete and a worker from the word "go." On the lacrosse team he was one of the mainstays, and anyone who makes good in that "savage" sport deserves credit. As a boxer he has a wicked punch and is just the same hard worker, with no little skill in addition. His bout with the scrappy Kenworthy, youngster year, will be remembered by all of us for a long time. And in football, this same Greek would have made his letter in another season, because he made good on the squad last fall.

He has done fairly well in studies, also, through his same predominating quality of giving all he has to the thing. Though not a "natural savoir," he has bluffed cold the Academic Department, and has pulled through with colors flying.

As a fusser, however, Greek does not shine! He is more at home with a lacrosse stick or a football than with a tea cup. It is Biesemier's delight to get Orsatt cornered before some girl and then get her to help him pay the victim pretty compliments. Our noble Greek blushes most beautifully, and his tongue verily cleaves to the roof of his mouth. Garrett is a true friend, a thoroughly likeable chap, level-headed, persistent, and cool, and he will make a most valuable addition to the Service.

"Hey, Fisher!"

Note—All the remainder of this man's famous sayings have been censored.

WILLIAM STURLENG GARRETT

Klamath Falls, Oregon

"Greek" "Orsatt Muencke"

YES, this our noble Greek, our Garrett! Why do we call him Greek? Oh, that is an easy question. It is because of his splendid physique, which indeed approaches the old Grecian ideals of manhood we so often see undraped in the marble. Why do we call him Orsatt? Well, that is a harder one. We could tell you easily enough, but we won't. However, if you really wish to know, just ask the Snapper.

The Greek is a tip-top athlete and a worker from the word "go." On the lacrosse team he was one of the mainstays, and anyone who makes good in that "savage" sport deserves credit. As a boxer he has a wicked punch and is just the same hard worker, with no little skill in addition. His bout with the scrappy Kenworthy, youngster year, will be remembered by all of us for a long time. And in football, this same Greek would have made his letter in another season, because he made good on the squad last fall.

He has done fairly well in studies, also, through his same predominating quality of giving all he has to the thing. Though not a "natural savoir," he has bluffed cold the Academic Department, and has pulled through with colors flying.

As a fusser, however, Greek does not shine! He is more at home with a lacrosse stick or a football than with a tea cup. It is Biesemier's delight to get Orsatt cornered before some girl and then get her to help him pay the victim pretty compliments. Our noble Greek blushes most beautifully, and his tongue verily cleaves to the roof of his mouth. Garrett is a true friend, a thoroughly likeable chap, level-headed, persistent, and cool, and he will make a most valuable addition to the Service.

"Hey, Fisher!"

Note—All the remainder of this man's famous sayings have been censored.